You Shriek had the same problems as Fracture: A bad mix of electronic and human noises. They rushed around, trying to do everything, not achieving their goal.
The eerie rhythms and melodramatic vocals were soothing balm. With their musical talent and a knack for innovation, St. Chimera was the musical highlight.
I like the retro-Goth ’80s style, but if you’re going to do it, please do it well. A few synths, a sampler or two, and empty tunes that don’t go anywhere.
Howling at the glistening orb of life, reveling in Dionysian abandon, his clothes started falling off his body, revealing a glistening chest, tight and hard.
Sinister, evil, grinding music, lots of reverb and plenty of anger. Normally, I don’t go in for the brutal assault, there’s something addictive about Holy Cow.
The music was uneven and unintentionally jarring, what with certain samples jumping out in the mix, giving a choppy, unrefined sound. But I know they’re good.
The singer was a slim boy, with black hair and an absolutely gorgeous face. He sang like a young Robert Smith. The music was fluid, graceful, and moving.
Christian Death just isn’t the same without Rozz Williams or Gitane Demone. But Amen isn’t all bad. A double live CD with extremely good recording quality.
Few remember when Goth was dark and deadly, a fearsome music to be proud of. Noble, anthemic songs that communicate a brooding desire, a vague desperation.
She wails and groans, her accompaniment a piano as Luciferian as her voice. Earthquake low rumbling with lightning flashes of sharp highs lifting its voice.